By day I tend to the living as a nurse, steady hands and quiet strength under fluorescent lights. By night I slip through secret portals as a Wattpad writer, weaving moonlight and stardust into stories long after the hospital halls grow still.
An old soul with galaxies tucked behind her eyes and a soft spot for second chances, I'm hopelessly enchanted by isekai and reincarnation tales-those shimmering doorways where ordinary hearts wake up in extraordinary worlds, where destiny rewrites itself, and everything begins again under a brighter, kinder sky.
Somewhere between the beeping monitors and the blank page, I keep chasing that magic.